Fear my sloth.

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"Nothing says Happy Holidays like a photo of sweet little toddlers screaming at Santa."

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A Norwegian with a lot of time on his hands presents "Amateur": How to perform your own song without ever learning to play an instrument, through the same miracle process that brought you Sir Laurence Olivier For Diet Coke.

muppet_dance finds the awesome.

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( Potentially mildy NSFW (cartoon non-explicit-nudity) proof of Rule 34 )

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Click for more cheetas, and a tiger licking a snowman.

Slice of life.

torrain: "Rule 34 can't be totally true. There's gotta be SOMETHING."

Me: "No exceptions. There's porn for everything."

torrain: "Doomtown?"

Me: "Pssh, I've seen it. It had Whateleys."

torrain: "Gaah!" [slight pause] "Alright, Deadlands/Dalek slashfic involving Whateleys. That can't exist."

Me: "ALL MANITOU ARE THE ENEMIES OF THE DALEKS. PENETRATE! CONSECRATE! PENETRATE! CONSECRATE!"

[pause for application of mental floss]

torrain: "I love you deeply and passionately and I'm sure the caterer will be deeply disappointed, but, right now, one of us needs to die for this."

Me: "I vote you."

torrain: "I was hoping you'd volunteer."

Me: "I'm not the one in pain."

torrain: "I'll feel better if I kill you."

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Aviation Week reports that NASA plans to announce finding of liquid water currently on Mars.

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Gamespot reviews Big Rigs: Over The Road Racing, and determines that not only is it the worst game ever, it's also quite possibly the worst game *possible* that doesn't include a USB-powered user-testical-stomper with the packaging.